Alessandro gritted his teeth as he paced the alley. His phone was wedged between his ear and shoulder as he tried calling Hazel. He had called the guards at home and their numbers weren't going through.

He hoped his worst fears would not come to pass. Had they gotten to his house? They wouldn't dare do anything to hurt them. He let out a loud groan and curled his fists in anger.

The Russians would pay if they put his family in danger because of their selfish interests. If they dared, he would make sure every minute they breathed air was spent in agony.

This was the third time he...